Chapter 88[OK]

The team leader opened his eyes round.

"Hut... Did you have an accident? Do you want me to ask the guild for more staff?"
"No, it's personal. You don't have to worry about it because I has personal business with Jin-woo."
"Oh ... I see."

Cha Hae-in turned toward the gate.
By the way.
Her side was empty.

'Ah...my weapon.'

She stumbled around her waist and came up with the idea that she had left her sword at home.
How did she know she would be in the dungeon today?
Cha Hae-in's face is wrinkled.

"Ki-hoon, who is the leader, is trustworthy, and his teammates are all good hunters.'

Still, it is unthinkable to step into the dungeon without weapons.
After a moment's thought, I looked back at the manager
"Would you like to say...?

Bae suddenly opened his eyes.

"May I borrow some weapons, sir?"
"What?"

After hesitating, the team leader ordered a Hunter, who was passing by.

"Hey, Mr. Seok. Go get me a piece of equipment."
"Yes."

The equipment Seok quickly brought was a pickaxe used by the mining team. ( lol )

"..." 

Cha Hae-in's face hardened.

"Is there ... anything else?"
"What else ...?"
"A sword, a spear, etc."
"If you find something like that from us..."
"..."

Cha Hae-in gave a small sigh.

"I see."

Having politely declined the pickaxe delivered by the ship's captain, she walked toward the gate.
Bae asked anxiously at the back of Cha Hae-in.

"Cha Hunter, are you going to be all right with your hands empty-handed?"


After a moment of thought, Cha returned to the scene and received the pickaxe that Bae had held.
Bae chuckled.

"I've thought about it. My bare hands are a little dangerous in the dungeon."
"Well..."

Turning around, Bae could not see her earlobes painted red.


***


There was a sense of empathy on the faces of all the raids.
While all of them seemed to be foretelling their destiny, the healer approached and ran over Jinwoo's luggage.
Sung-Jin-Woo turned his neck sideways and asked.

"What are you doing?"
"Wait a minute."

It was a cute ladies' bag that came in her hand.

"I've been feeling strangely insecure when my bag is far away."

a kind explanation Even without asking.
After taking out a notebook and pen from the bag, She began to scribble something in her notebook.
As I walked in front of her, so she bumped her head on Sung-Jin-Woo's shoulder several times.
in the dark
After a while, she closed her notebook.
While writing, her bag was put back in Sung-Jin-Woo's suitcase, which was still in his hands.
she was holding his handbook to Jinwoo, who was looking at what she was doing.

"...?"

When Sung-Jin-Woo, who received the notebook, tilted his head, Healer cried.

"I wrote down what I wanted to say to my family. Please tell them when you go outside."

If you smile here, you'll get hurt.
Sung-Jin-Woo held back his laughter and put his notebook in his pocket.

"Once you have it, you will not have to deliver it."
"It's okay."

The healer nodded.

'He can't get away while High orc Warriors are watching like that.'

He's just an E-rank.
Yet she did not understand what Jin-woo's words meant.
Soon the boss's room was revealed.
The tension of the hunters crossed over in the air and passed on to the skin.


'...'

Sung-Jin-Woo looked through the boss' room.
It was bigger than the room where the giant was yesterday.
Unlike yesterday, however, the boss room did not feel big.
It was because of the built-in high-oaks.
There were more than twice the number of haiks that brought the assault.

'One hundred... No, is it more?'

Instead of having no magic spell inside Dungeon, all of them were in the boss' room.
The look of Sohn Kee-hoon, who looked around a row of high-oaks, turned pale.

'If this number of high oaks get out of the gate ...'

Until the best hunters arrived, a small city could be destroyed.
There was a cold sweat behind his back.

At least the boss should be done.'

I pressed my firm resolution into my heart, as if I had a hard time passing my dry mouth inside my throat.
High-Orcs in the boss' room opened the way.

"Ah, Shark."

Captain High-orc gestured again.
The high orcs who were guiding and the raids that followed were walking towards the altar in the corner of the boss' room.

"There!"

One Hunter pointed at the altar.
There was a high-Orc shaman with a mask, bones, necklaces, and other accessories.

'He's the boss...'

Sohn's face hardened.
I could see that most of the mana filled the dungeon came from him.
And around him.
The four sharp-eyed guards who were guarding him also felt unusual.

'Not good.'

Can you defeat those guards and kill the shaman at once?
All the Hunter had a similar idea.
The raid stood in front of the shaman.
There was a strange tension between the raid hunters and the surrounding high-orc.

"Huhh."

The shaman, however, gave a giggle, opening the ugly collar that appeared at the bottom of the mask.

"Men, welcome."

The raid hunters exchanged their eyes contact.

When Sohn signs.'
We all run together.'
'Only for an unconditional Shaman.'

It was to set the timing of the attack.
by the way
Suddenly, the surrounding air began to freeze.
The raids are all first class hunters.
They turned their heads at once in a sudden pouring cold.
The cause is the shaman.
He was taking off his mask. Then the hidden mana was revealed without hesitation.
Hwarak-
A tremendous mana wave circled around him concentrically.
Just as an ordinary man ran into a lion or a tiger right under his nose, Hunter's body hardened like a stone.

"Oh, my God."
"How much magic is this ...?"
"Hey, you want me to fight this guy?"

Frustration, lamentation, resentment, regret.
In the face of all forms of despair, the shaman gave a sly smile.

"Are you afraid, humans?"

Having broken his lower lip, Sohn took a step forward.
Then he asked.

"Why did you bring us here? It would have been enough for the warriors to kill us."

The Shaman grinned.
The smile gave me goose bumps just by looking at it.

"It's fun."
"What?"

Sohn was tongue-tied.
Is that the only reason he's brought them here?

"I will kill you guys one by one for the rest of the time, and I will excite the soldiers!"

Wow!
The High-Ok fighters roared with excitement.
Hunter's breath was hard to breathe under the pressure of Orcs.
There was also a tearful hunter.

"But..."

The Shaman's speech was interrupted.
His eyes were stopped by Sung-Jin-Woo at the end of the party.

"... There is a mixture of strange things in human beings."

At the moment, Sohn's eyes flashed.

'This is the timing when a shaman sells a glance!'

Blood formed in his throat.

"Now!"

At the top of his voice, Sohn Ki-hoon ran away, pulling out a sword.
But the rest was quiet.

'Why...?

Looking back, my colleagues dared not move, and all were stiff.
Before overwhelming power, they had already lost their fighting spirit.
My heart sank.

'Ah...'

But someone had to do it.
I can not stop here.
The eyes turned again.
The shaman was still smiling, and the guards were not responding.
the first and last chance
You may be lucky.
You may be lucky.
Please, if this sword can reach...
Blame, blame, blame!
Sohn Ki-hoon, who was rushing hard, lifted his sword backward.

"Uh-ah!"

However, he could not even swing his sword.The sword was  hit something and threw it out.
Bang!
It was a shield magic.

"Shut up!"

Sohn, who fell out of reaction and rolled down the floor.
But that's for a while.

"You have the first applicant here."

With the mockery of the shaman, Sohn's body floated into the air.
Woo Woong-
reverse gravity magic

"..."

The shaman's lips were constantly moving.
The shaman who raised Sohn to the height of the second-floor building memorized another order this time.

"..."

Gravity acceleration.
Bang!
Song Ki-hoon was literally stuck on the floor.

"Great!"

However, he emerged into the air again without a trace of pain.

"Reverse gravity."

a kick kick
Not only the shaman, but also the high-orc all laughed out of their long molars.
Bang!

"Great!"

Woo Woong-
Bang!

"Great!"

The shaman lifted him up several times and dropped him down.
When Sohn hit the floor four times, blood spilled from Sohn's mouth.
Hunter's face turned pale as he saw it.
However, no one could dare to step forward.

"Ki, Ki Hoon..."

Everyone was shivering and watching Sohn break up.
dump.
Healer sat down for lack of strength to stand.
Gearko.
The shaman floated Sohn Kee-hoon into the air fifth times.

"It's a tough guy."
"Uh..."

Sohn Ki-hoon's mouth let out a groan.
However, he did not let go off the sword he held.
Woo Woohoo!
Kung!
Woo Woohoo!
Kung!
Woo Woohoo!
While going back and forth in the air and on the floor several times, Sohn finally lost grasping the sword in hand.
Cheng Grande.
then
Sohn, who had fallen to the floor, flicked and disappeared.

"Hmm?"

The shaman's eyes grew bigger.
Where did the human body disappear when the bones of the whole body were shattered?
The shaman rolled his eyes in search of Sohn's spirit.

'That...?'

I found Sohn Kee-hoon lying in a corner not far away.
At the same time, I saw a man sitting next to me.
It was Sung-Jin-Woo.
Sung-Jin-Woo laid Sohn down right away and looked at the shaman.

"Mr. Leader, let me ask you a question."
"...?"

Until then, Sohn did not know what had happened to him.

"Can I kill all the mobs here?"
"You... What are you talking about?"

As the grim-faced shaman gave a nod, a guard of the shaman turned around and ran to Sung-Jin-Woo.
The shine came out in the eyes of Jinwoo, who was staring at him.
Jinwoo reached out his hand.

'' Hand of Lords '.'

Then the guard rose into the air as if he had been gripped by a huge invisible hand.

"K, Krüh?"

He flapped in the air.

'No...?'

The shaman's eyes grew bigger.
Sung-Jin-Woo lowered his fingertips.
Bang!
The guard fell to the floor.
It hit so hard that there was a crack on the floor.
However, Sung-Jin-Woo did not stop there and took the escort back into the air as the shaman did to Sohn.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The guard battered the ceiling and the ground alternately like a handball, and then his head hit the ceiling.
Bang!
a larynx
The powder fell off.
Looking under the neck of a rocking lake, both the high-orc and the hunters were astonished.
Sohn Kee-hoon asked, trembling.

"You... What the hell are you?"
"I'll ask you again."

This is Hunter's hunting ground.
There is only one person here who can represent the Hunters now.
Sung-Jin-Woo finally asked.

"The mobs here... May I kill all of them?"

Why?
Now I think I don't care about the porter's identity.
I was just angry.
He was angry at himself for being tricked by a rascal like a toy.
Tears rolled from Sohn's eyes.

"Please... please."

All right, then.
When Sung-Jin-Woo stood up, high-Orcs came.
Behind it was a shaman.
The shaman laughed.

"You have a tricky talent on human subjects."

As he beckoned, the high-Orcs encircled Sung-Jin-Woo.

"But how far do you think the trick will work?"

Sung-Jin-Woo's eyes turned cold.
I had never been good at one time, but this was the first time I wanted to cut it.

You are the last."

If you know joy, you can also feel fear.
Sung-Jin-Woo recited.

"Shadows ..."

Two daggers appeared in Jinwoo's hands.

"Come out."